Cocaine For Kids

Cut me a line and I'll hang myself, I 'll take a toke and choke myself. Where will the saga end? When I fall in the commode ? I didn't take life seriously, I didn't give a crap. Now the time has come, I want my life back. I didn't want to listen, I thought I knew it all. I never thought in a million years my drugs would make me fall. The clock is a tickin. The window is on the pain, I look in the mirror, and wonder, will my life be in vain. I want my sobriety back, this is my curtain call. I am the only player, I'm too young to fall.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Jones Avatar
August 5, 2015 at 10:50 AM
OMG! We don't have the influence to prevent it nor the strength to bring them back from the edge. It tears my heart in two to see life's potential wasted. If only... Nice write. Kind regards, Ian
Allison Avatar
August 4, 2015 at 2:31 PM
Such a deep powerful poem - my heart goes out to anyone with any type of addiction:-( hugs jan xx
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